My love is greater for him to understand

EMMA

Because of me, my sister attempted suicide. Because of me, her unborn pup is gone. I am the reason for everyone's misery.

I am the wrecker—the one who destroyed lives. Why did I have to fall for my sister's husband and mate? I’ve made everyone’s lives unbearable. The pain in Violet’s eyes when she jumped from the terrace will haunt me forever. Those eyes accused me of loving the wrong man.

“The Luna is stable now. She’ll wake in a few hours,” the doctor said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I lifted my head to look at him, but his words felt hollow.

If only they knew I’m the reason their Luna almost died, they would despise me. The entire pack would turn against me if they realized I was the cause of this near-tragedy.

Violet lay on the stark white bed before me, her face pale and lifeless. Her once-rounded baby bump was gone, replaced with emptiness. When she wakes, she will curse me for the loss of her pup. I’m so sorry, Violet, but I couldn’t stop my heart from loving Elijah. He became my everything—and in doing so, I betrayed you, my own sister.

I heard faint voices from the corridor. One was Elijah’s. He sounded angry, arguing with someone. I stepped outside and saw Mason, bloodied and defiant, standing before Elijah, who burned with fury.

I didn’t know what Mason had said to provoke him, but it was enough to push Elijah to the brink. I could see his body shifting, his wolf threatening to emerge. Without hesitation, I ran to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. My touch was enough to calm him.

I couldn’t let Elijah hurt Mason, not when I already carried the weight of an unborn child’s death on my shoulders. I couldn’t bear another life lost because of me.

Elijah and I share a connection—one that can steady him even in his rage. But Mason, furious and loyal to Violet, hurled more insults at me, each word cutting deeper than the last. I closed my eyes, trying to endure the humiliation.

Elijah, seeing the pain on my face, warned Mason to stop, but I could tell it hurt him too. Mason, close to Elijah’s heart, was only saying what others might feel but dare not voice.

After a heated exchange, Mason’s final words echoed in my mind: “Throw her out of the house. Save our Luna.” He glared at me with disgust before storming away, leaving Elijah and me alone.

We stood in silence, the weight of our actions pressing down on us. The words we exchanged were like daggers, each one piercing our hearts. Despite the immense pain, we kissed—passionately, desperately—one last time. I could taste his tears, mingling with my own.

This kiss was our goodbye. I felt his love, his regret, and his pain. But as he pulled away, the warmth vanished, leaving only emptiness.

“Goodbye, Emma. I can’t lose Violet,” he said, his words striking me like a death sentence. My heart shattered into pieces, the pain unbearable.

As Elijah turned and walked away, I knew he was right to choose her. She was his mate, his Luna, and his rightful partner.

I returned to my room, my steps heavy with sorrow. I opened the cupboard and retrieved the only thing that mattered to me now: Elijah’s shirt from the first night we were together. That night was filled with passion and love, and no matter what happens, I will never forget it.

I held the shirt to my face, inhaling the faint scent of him that still lingered. It was all I needed, the only thing I would take with me.

Carrying the remnants of my broken heart, I left the pack house. The guards opened the gates, and I stepped out, leaving Elijah, Violet, and the life I had destroyed behind. But I knew I would always carry Elijah in my heart.

As I walked away, I encountered Mason again. His face was hard, his eyes filled with anger.

“I’m leaving forever, so calm down,” I said with a weak, painful smile.

“Good. It’s about time Alpha threw a homewrecker and slut like you out,” he spat, his words dripping with venom.

“I’m leaving by my own choice. No one is throwing me out,” I replied, holding onto the last shred of my pride. I had lost everything, but my pride was mine to keep.

“What happened to you, Emma? You were sweet and kind when you joined the pack. How did you turn into this... this vile person?” he asked, and I felt a tear slip down my cheek.

We had been friends once, but that changed when Elijah and I fell for each other. I distanced myself from everyone, knowing Elijah’s possessiveness. Mason had kept silent about our relationship for Elijah’s sake, but now his anger was unleashed, his loyalty lying firmly with Violet.

“I was in love,” I said, my voice trembling. “Love makes you do things you never thought you’d do. But you wouldn’t understand.”

Mason’s gaze was filled with disgust, and I knew he would never forgive me.

My love for Elijah was too profound for anyone else to comprehend